I
had a unique privilege on Saturday.
I
was able to officiate a celebration of life service in the morning
And
a wedding in the afternoon.
For
the same family.
A
former colleague found herself in a pinch at the beginning of last week
When
her officiant went into the hospital with reoccurring cancer.
I
told her I would be honored to help.
And
I was.
I
found myself in the middle of two of life’s most sacred moments,
Bearing
witness to God’s love,
Proclaiming
God’s grace, and
Speaking
God’s blessings of hope.
Together,
We
celebrated the end of one life that led to the creation of one family
And
marked the beginning of a journey that will create a new one.
We
laughed as we shared stories.
We
cried as we mourned loss.
We
smiled as we watched the bride walk the hallway aisle.
We
listened as a young couple vowed to spend their lives together.
We
let silence linger.
We
put words to memories.
We
cheered when the groom kissed the bride.
We
toasted when all was said and done.
…
Over
a decade ago,
A
little church in Erwin
Believed
in me,
Called
me out,
Ordained
me,
And
now I get to sign my name and serve in the role of minister
In
some of life’s most intimate moments.
Strangers’
lives collide and become intertwined forever.
It’s
humbling.
It’s
awe inspiring.
It’s
beyond me.
But
I am thankful.
And
I am so very glad.
Amen.
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